ILLIAM HENRY BURLEIGH, born at Woodstock, Connecticut, February 2, 1812. In early manhood became an advocate of reforms then unpopular, and an acceptable lecturer on behalf of temperance and the anti-slavery cause. He removed to Pittsburgh in 1837, where he published the Christian Witness, and afterwards the Temperance Banner. As a writer, speaker, editor, poet, reformer, friend and associate, it was the universal testimony of those who knew him best and esteemed him most truly, that he stood in the forefront of his generation. His poetry, animated by deep love of nature and a profound desire to uphold truth and justice, gives him a place with our first minor poets. U' PRESIDENTIAL CAMPAIGN, 1860 P again for the conflict! Our banner fling out, Who bear to the battle the Flag of the Free! Like our fathers, when Liberty called to the strife, They should pledge to her cause fortune, honor, and life! And follow wherever she beckons them on, Till Freedom results in a victory won! They came from the hillside, they came from the glen— From the streets thronged with traffic and surging with men, From loom and from ledger, from workshop and farm, Our Leader is one who, with conquerless will, He has fought a good fight in the Battle of Life, ADISON CAWEIN was born at Louisville, Ken MADISON CAW 23rd of March, 1965. Was edu cated in the city and country schools about Louisville and New Albany, Indiana. Graduated from the Male High School, Louisville, in 1886, and the following year published his first volume, called Blooms of the Berry. Since then he published some thirty-odd volumes of prose and poetry, both in the United States and England. He died in 1915. LINCOLN, 1809 FEBRUARY 12, 1909 Read for the first time at the Lincoln centenary celebration, Temple Adath Israel, Louisville, Ky. Y EA, this is he, whose name is synonym Of all that's noble, though but lowly born; When few had hope. Although uncouth of limb, Beautiful he was with that which none may scorn— And freedom mighty as the soul in him. Safe from the storm; the harbor-lights of Peace Captain and pilot, back upon the seas, Seeing no shadow of the Death that nears, He needs no praise of us, who wrought so well, |